sacrificial

Reborn in a world where martial arts reign supreme, Li Qian becomes a menial disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, assigned as the bell ringer. When ringing the bell, the sacrificial weapon system accidentally awakens, binding his life to the bell as his life-bound sacrificial weapon. As long as he rings the bell, he can enhance the sacrificial weapon. Moreover, the sacrificial weapon has one crucial characteristic. As long as the bell remains unbroken, the host is immortal. From then on, a path of eternal martial arts unfolds before Li Qian. ... Many years later, when the Divine Sword Sect faces a crisis of extermination, countless disciples kneel before the bell platform. "We beseech the ancestor to take action."

Renascido em um mundo onde as artes marciais reinam supremas, Li Qian se torna um discípulo servil da Seita da Espada Divina, designado como tocador de sino. Ao tocar o sino, o sistema de artefato sacrificial acorda acidentalmente, vinculando sua vida ao sino como sua arma sacrificial ligada à vida. Enquanto ele tocar o sino, pode aprimorar o artefato sacrificial. Além disso, o artefato sacrificial tem uma característica crucial. Enquanto o sino permanecer intacto, o hospedeiro é imortal. A partir daí, um caminho de artes marciais eternas se desenrola diante de Li Qian. ... Muitos anos depois, quando a Seita da Espada Divina enfrenta uma crise de extermínio, inúmeros discípulos se ajoelham diante da plataforma do sino. "Imploramos ao ancestral que aja."

At the last attempt for peace, Ophelia Valthorn is sacrificed by her ruthless stepfather, Joel Valthorn, to marry the feared Lord Dante Hastings. Ophelia is torn away from her sick brother, whom she loves dearly, and taken across enemy lands, where her every move is scrutinised, and every glance filled with hatred. Dante and Ophelia are guarded against each other until the rise of assassinations and whispers of betrayal within each family forces them to lean on each other. As Ophelia adapts to her new life, she discovers a curse which torments her husband. It is a curse which threatens not only the truce but Ophelia’s life. Will Ophelia flee before war breaks out again, or help Dante break free of the curse?

Na última tentativa de paz, Ophelia Valthorn é sacrificada por seu impiedoso padrasto, Joel Valthorn, para se casar com o temido Lorde Dante Hastings. Ophelia é arrancada de seu irmão doente, a quem ela ama profundamente, e levada por terras inimigas, onde cada movimento seu é examinado, e cada olhar está cheio de ódio. Dante e Ophelia mantêm-se cautelosos um com o outro até que o surgimento de assassinatos e sussurros de traição dentro de cada família os força a se apoiarem mutuamente. Enquanto Ophelia se adapta à sua nova vida, ela descobre uma maldição que atormenta seu marido. É uma maldição que ameaça não apenas a trégua, mas também a vida de Ophelia. Ophelia fugirá antes que a guerra irrompa novamente, ou ajudará Dante a se libertar da maldição?

En el último intento por la paz, Ofelia Valthorn es sacrificada por su despiadado padrastro, Joel Valthorn, para casarse con el temido Lord Dante Hastings. Ofelia es arrancada de su hermano enfermo, a quien ama profundamente, y llevada a través de tierras enemigas, donde cada uno de sus movimientos es escrutado y cada mirada está llena de odio. Dante y Ofelia se mantienen en guardia uno contra el otro hasta que el aumento de asesinatos y murmullos de traición dentro de cada familia los obliga a apoyarse mutuamente. Mientras Ofelia se adapta a su nueva vida, descubre una maldición que atormenta a su esposo. Es una maldición que amenaza no solo la tregua sino también la vida de Ofelia. ¿Huirá Ofelia antes de que estalle la guerra nuevamente, o ayudará a Dante a liberarse de la maldición?

She was sold to the man who wants her dead. Princess Liora Ashenbane wakes up in a golden cage, drugged, betrayed, and handed over to the Alpha King of the werewolves. Thessian Nightfang believes she murdered his mate and slaughtered his people. The evidence shows her face. The punishment is death. She has three weeks until the full moon to prove she’s innocent. Three weeks to survive his hatred. Three weeks to uncover the truth. Three weeks before the Alpha King rips her throat out. But the massacre wasn’t what it seemed, and Liora is the key to a conspiracy that could destroy both humans and werewolves. Enemies to lovers. Weak to strong. Golden cage. Alpha King with a broken heart. She falls for the man who swore to kill her. This is very dark.

In a world where life was once ordinary, a blinding white light changed everything in an instant. Billions of inhabitants vanished from the only planet in the galaxy with life, leaving behind empty cities and abandoned structures. Among the survivors was William Davis, an average 22-year-old who was content with his ordinary life. But his world turned upside down when he woke up in a strange place, surrounded by unknowns with dangers lurking everywhere. As William tried to make sense of his new reality, he saw something out of the ordinary that made the gears in his brain move faster. 'A tower?' Waves and waves of monsters came for his tower with the intention to destroy it but how could William let it happen? His life was binded with it! Follow William's journey as he masters the use of his ever-upgrading tower while also building bonds of a lifetime.

It started with a curse… Alpha Lorde has been searching all his life for his mate. Until one fateful night, after being forced by his Beta to attend a masked party, he finally finds her. But everybody seems to conspire for them not to be together. Restless and angry, he took his wolf out for a run in the forest. He would follow his mom’s advice to get her back from the Blue Moon pack and not let anyone stop him. But as fate guided their meeting, it has interceded once again. Injured and bloodied, he finds her in the forest and vows to avenge her. Amelia thought she had finally left the clutches of her evil parents as she escaped, only to find out it was just the beginning of another adventure. Someone out there other than Lorde was searching for her, and he was not her mate. He needs her as a sacrifice so he can become the Alpha. Who is this person, and what does he need with the last bloodline?

Vampire Eugene — a sacrificial lamb slaughtered after half a year of running to fulfil the desires of a templar for fame. He was given a second chance at life after concluding his life with regrets. “I will never again die the same way. If I really did return to the past, no matter what it takes… I will never regret again.”

"Okay, I know I’m a virgin, but I’m not that desperate to start with a demon’s d*ck!” - Harvey was just a normal guy. A boring, very human guy. He didn’t like reading, books made him sleepy, synopses made him yawn, and novels? Forget it. He liked his life uneventful, predictable… and free of magical dick-themed horror. Until the ground literally collapsed beneath him. One second he was walking home, eating tacos and complaining about work, the next… he woke up inside a novel he had never read, in a body that definitely wasn’t his own. Thanks to a coworker who wouldn’t stop rambling about the story, he only remembered a blurry snippet of the synopsis and the title… barely. And now he was Haviel Elsher, twin brother of the heroine who ran away, the one who was supposed to marry Jevon Virkharion, the Demon King, for political reasons. Harvey tried to run. He really did. But human vs. demon king? Spoiler: it did not end well. Now stuck in Haviel’s body, he was trapped in a world full of magic, terrifyingly handsome nobles, and a demon king who seemed to find his panic deliciously entertaining. Clueless, cornered, and panicking at every horrifying turn, Harvey’s only goal was simple: survive, stay sane, and somehow live through the Demon King’s twisted interest without dying, or... accidentally falling for him. - Pinned to the royal bed, Haviel reached up, his fingers trembling as they traced the sharp, cold curve of Jevon’s horn. “You enjoy messing with me, don't you?” Jevon didn’t say a word. He simply caught Haviel's hand, his grip firm as he pulled it down. Jevon dragged his tongue slowly across the center of Haviel's palm. He traced the sensitive lines of the hand with a wet, lingering heat that made Haviel's breath hitch and his toes curl into the mattress. Only then did Jevon look up, his eyes glowing faintly in the dim light of the chamber. A faint smirk crossed his lips. “Only because you react so beautifully, my little bride.”